Happy New Year From The Rejects

Last night I found myself in the sweaty-smoke of Rick’s Cafe Americain in Morocco. A few feet away, a busty belly dancer balanced a tray of fire on her head and smiled as she gyrated her hips to a far away tune. The sounds of big band music soon erupted, and I wasn’t shocked at all to see gambling going on in the back of the room.

Then, a topless human clock counted down to midnight. That last part isn’t from Casablanca, but it is from the Casablanca-themed bash where I spent the oh-so-important bridging minutes between the old year and the new.

Whether you had a wilder night or just stayed inside to celebrate (or fell asleep as the transition floated over head), it is our sincere hope here at FSR that 2011 is insanely wonderful for you.

You, dear reader, have been an integral part in making our 2010 so huge, and we hope to keep filling your brain with fun, insightful, original content and more Dark Knight Rises rumors on slow news days.

We raise a glass of champagne (which is still shockingly easy to do this morning) to the new year, its infinite and pure possibilities, and to you.

Scott Beggs: Movie stuff at VanityFair, Thrillist, IndieWire, Film School Rejects, and The Broken Projector Podcast@brokenprojector | Writing short stories at Adventitious.